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In the afternoon, the second subject of mathematics will start on time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mathematics is not Yang Tang's strong point, in his past life and present life, he has never used mathematics for more than ten years after graduating from college in his previous life, and his mathematical foundation in this life is not much better than that of freshmen in junior high school.

Therefore, after having Eagle Eye to see through the correct answer to the multiple-choice question, Yang Tang played a careful eye when answering the question, he filled in the name and test number, and directly did the fill-in-the-blank question, and then the big question. As for whether the multiple-choice question should be done in person, it depends on the time he takes to complete the big question.

Fortunately, Yang Tang has been exposed to four of the six major questions, and he has enough time to do it carefully, but he has really completely solved three of them, and the remaining questions have also completed nearly eighty percent of the steps.

In addition, two questions that I won't do, the third major question and the sixth major question, Yang Tang has never encountered it in the exercise set, and he only remembers in his mind that similar question type seems to have been taught in which class, but unfortunately he went to study other subjects by himself in that class, and he didn't even glance at the blackboard at that time, so he could only look at the question and sigh, simply turned back to the previous test questions, and directly opened the eagle eye.

Then the rolls become flowery.

Because although Eagle Eye can't help fill in the blanks to choose the answers, it can judge the right or wrong answers to the fill-in-the-blank questions, so Yang Tang easily saw that about one-third of the fill-in-the-blank questions were not golden, and the answer to one of the questions was even white.

Huh?

Useful terrain or items are marked white (see 031 for details...... Yang Tang made this judgment instantly, read the question carefully, and finally changed the answer to gold.

As for the other wrong questions, he didn't change them for the time being, but followed Hawkeye's instructions to complete the multiple-choice questions first, and then went back to correct the mistakes and fill in the gaps.

In the end, with the help of Eagle Eye, Yang Tang wrote a few reliable steps under the two big questions that he didn't know at all, and then got up and handed in the paper directly.

Completing the entire math paper in an hour and a half is extremely fast for Yang Tang. It's a pity that the examination room where he is all poor students, and the speed of handing in the paper is flying, and when he submits the paper, there are seventy percent fewer people in the examination room.

Out of the school gate, He Jiani's car was still parked on the opposite street, and Yang Tang was somewhat moved in his heart.

"Hey, I said, aren't you waiting for me to be tired?"

"What's so tired? I just put the backrest down and slept in the car. He Jiani said nonchalantly.

"Really?" Yang Tang looked left and right on her flower-like face a few times, until he found that there were indeed traces of sleep, and then he stopped.

He Jiani was furious by him, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking at others, don't hurry up and get in the car!"

"Oooh!"

Yang Tang walked around to the other side of the car, and was about to open the car door and sit in, when a soft female voice came from the side: "Yang Tang!"

"Huh?"

Yang Tang turned his head and saw that it was Bai Keqing, who was still weak and delicate, which made it difficult for anyone to feel bad.

"Huh, Bai Xuewei, long time no see, something?"

"Well, I'm looking for you. Bai Keqing said unhurriedly, "Can you go to my car and say?" As she spoke, she pointed to the Weijiadi RV parked not far away.

Weijiadi is a luxury RV, produced by Mercedes-Benz, there was no such brand in the previous life, the price of its top car is equivalent to the price of the Rolls-Royce silver thorn in the 80s in the previous life, and what is its interior, for the earthlings of this life, 99.999 percent of people have not seen it.

He Jiani's Wendisa is also a luxury car among luxury cars, but compared with Weijiadi RV, it looks a little shabby.

However, "uncle" Yang Tang has already passed the age of this and that, he believes in seeing the truth in adversity, and is the kind of friend who is willing to lend you money when he is down, so he pointed to the car next to him and said indifferently: "If you have something to do with me, then get in the car and talk, let your car follow!" After speaking, he didn't give Bai Keqing a chance to speak again, and sat directly in the passenger seat.

Facing Yang Tang, who was so faceless, Bai Keqing was slightly stunned, the breeze struck, and she actually had a messy feeling in the wind. After hesitating and stomping her little feet, she couldn't help but burrow into Wendisha.

Without waiting for Bai Keqing to sit down, He Jiani, who had been holding back a little resentment from just now, started the car, deliberately made a big turn, and roared past the Weijiadi RV.

It wasn't until she blended into the traffic on the road that Wendisha's speed stabilized.

Bai Keqing, who was clutching the rear seat belt, breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, buckled the seat belt, but did not complain about He Jiani's "barbaric" car style! She knew very well that it was useless to criticize, so she simply didn't mention this stubble, and said straight to the point: "Yang Tang, I have a friend who works in the organizing committee of Shenhai's 'Peony Flower Club', she admires your song "Ode to Peony", and wants to pay a lot of money to ask you to go to the scene to compose two poems praising peony!"

Yang Tang's heart moved when he heard this: "Go to Shenhai, this is a bit far, how big is the price your friend said?"

"Hmm...... It won't be less than 30,000 Chinese dollars!" Bai Keqing gave an answer according to the average price of previous years.

Yang Tang, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't help pouting: "It's only 30,000, you know, I still have to review for the college entrance examination!"

Bai Keqing naturally heard that Yang Tang was perfunctory to her, but it was hard to say anything, after all, the college entrance examination is very important to everyone, whether it is a student with good or poor grades, so if there is no big temptation, who will go thousands of miles away to chant poems and eulogies?

"You think it's cheap?"

Yang Tang was silent.

"Okay, I'll call my friend. ”

Bai Keqing took out his mobile phone, quickly connected his best friend's phone, muttered for a while, and then said to Yang Tang: "My friend said, as long as your poems can have the level of "Ode to Peony", a five-star hotel, all inclusive of board and lodging, if your poems can enter the top five of the flower club, then one song is 50,000, and the top ten is 30,000 yuan, if you don't even have the top ten, no matter what the ranking, the two songs will only give you 50,000!"

"It's fair. Yang Tang nodded in response, "Let's talk about the time and place!"

Bai Keqing was stunned, and said after a while: "Don't you care about the issue of authorship?"

"Your friend gives money, I sell poems, it doesn't matter if the author signs my name or not, it's a fair deal!" While speaking, Yang Tang was still thinking secretly: Anyway, they are all poems memorized from their previous lives, and if they are sold to others, what does it matter if they are signed or not?

I never thought that after listening to Yang Tang's words, Bai Keqing's pretty face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and then suddenly exploded and roared: "You bastard!!"

"Squeak—"

He Jiani also stopped the car on the side of the road, first turned her head and glared at Bai Keqing, and then stared at Yang Tang, looking "angry and indisputable".

"What's wrong? What am I doing?"

"What's wrong with you?" He Jiani took the lead in firing at Yang Tang, "You write poems for others and make money, after all, everyone has to eat, but why don't you have the right of authorship? Do you still have a bit of literati integrity?"

When Yang Tang heard this, he almost didn't squirt out his lunch, and said in his heart, "You talk to me about temperament? You talk to me about festivals?, do you know how Lao Tzu crossed back? But it was not good to quarrel with He Jiani, so he could only wave his hand, and smiled helplessly: "Hehe, you don't understand ......."

"I don't understand?" He Jiani almost blew up her lungs with these three words.

At this time, Bai Keqing also joined the verbal battle: "Yang Tang, don't you understand? Do you know how important the right of authorship is to a literati? It is equivalent to the second ...... of a literati?"

"Second life, right?" Yang Tang snatched the stubble, still carelessly and said: "You really don't understand, donkey lips are not the horse's mouth, forget it, I'll take the bus home!" Saying that, he directly pushed the door and got out of the car, and said softly in his mouth: "The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the pond is full of love." Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom...... Where to hide the remnants of flowers, all in the peony room. The tender stamen is covered with gold powder, and the heavy knots are embroidered ......"

He Bai and the two daughters faintly listened to these seven or eight lines of poetry, but they were speechless.

For a long time, He Jiani, who was still relatively nervous, took the lead in breaking the silence in the car: "Just now, it seems... It seems that he, he just made two peony poems in a moment?!"

"And the level seems to be above, above the average, right?" Bai Keqing also stammered.

"Do you think it's possible for him to write more poems?" He Jiani asked Bai Keqing.

Bai Keqing first shook his head, and then nodded: "It's completely possible...... I, now I finally understand what Yang Tang means, he, he doesn't want the right of authorship has nothing to do with the integrity of the literati, but, it's ......"

He Jiani continued: "It should be that he disdains the poetry that is good in our eyes and ordinary in his eyes...... Signature!?"

******

Early the next morning, the Municipal Education Bureau.

A middle-aged man in his early forties, with a slightly thin face and prominent cheekbones, was splashing ink in the office with great interest.

His secretary stood next to him, holding the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, but he didn't say anything, and only after the middle-aged man waved the note did he say, "Song Bureau, the car is ready." ”

The middle-aged man Song Ju was noncommittal, and while picking up a wet handkerchief to clean his hands, he asked, "Xiao Yan, which school do you plan to go to today?"

"Sixty-two!"

"Okay, get in the car. ”

When they got to the car, after several cars slipped out of the compound of the Education Bureau, Song Ju suddenly asked, "Xiao Yan, the experimental middle school is not far from the 62nd Middle School, right?"

"Yes, Song Bureau, the distance between the two schools is less than ...... in a straight line"

"Let's not talk about the straight-line distance, let the convoy turn, let's go to the real and have a look!"

Secretary Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly widened a little, but fortunately he lowered his head, so he was not discovered by Song Ju: "Understood, I will inform you." ”

Twenty minutes later, a group of school leaders of Shizhong greeted Song Ju and his party at the school gate at a loss.

Entering the school, the director of academic affairs took the initiative to come to Song Ju's side and said: "Director Song, this time, our school has arranged two independent small buildings for the examination ...... this time."

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